Flags flew, war drums thundered, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers roared in unison, shouting out the uncertainty in their hearts.
At this time, someone chanted a war song, and the sound was sad and sad, like the wind howling and the rain weeping, and the birds mourning and the beasts frightened.
"Dahe Tian, turning back to the south, how long is the winding road?"
"Imperial Road, back home, but it's a pity that the bodies of our comrades are still cold!"
"Put on my armor and wear my helmet, who cares whose life you entrust?"
"The wind roars, the horses bray, and the red eyes go to the battlefield madly!"
"Meteor hammer, three-blade axe, frighten the enemy!"
"Left-handed sword, right-handed sword, kill the enemy to the point of panic!"
The sounds overlapped like waves, turning into infinite sadness that surged into Lin Zixuan's heart, making his mind buzz. At this moment, not only did the atmosphere exaggerate him, but he also made himself immersed in the scene, wearing a shawl and fighting with blood.
"call!"
The middle-aged man looked up at the sky, then looked down, pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "For the sake of sacrifice, I dare to make the sun and moon change the sky; you are all passionate men of the empire, use your hands to drink the blood of the enemy,
Eat the enemy's flesh, kill him without leaving any trace, and defend the glory of the empire."
"And I'm here, waiting for you to return in triumph!!"
The middle-aged man has deep eyes, long hair flying, high-spirited, heroic and majestic.
He suddenly lowered his right hand, imitating an offensive posture, and the Tianlan City Gate slowly opened. Countless people roared in unison and marched toward the battlefield.
Xue Miao stood on a high place. He looked into the distance and saw that the sky thousands of feet behind suddenly darkened, as if the sun and moon had no light, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.
The middle-aged man was silent. He seemed to see the latter's confusion and gently put his hand on his shoulder.
"The army of the bright moon pours down like tigers and wolves, more like a savage beast, out of control."
"Our army, on the other hand, is like soil. As it grows and expands, it blocks the enemy's troops at their feet and causes them to fall apart."
"But what if it can't be stopped?" Xue Miao asked with a frown.
The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly and his breathing became rapid. It took a while before he slowly uttered a sentence.
"Then what will happen...is an unprecedented massacre!!"
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Thousands of miles of yellow sand, densely covered with thorns, pitted sand depressions covered with black bloodstains, desolate Populus euphratica hanging down its pointed leaves like willows, hurricanes roaring, the sun burning like fire, and the dry air cutting tiny scratches on the face like a knife.
The army walked as if they were walking on flat ground, marching straight in, their energy flowing through the rainbow.
In just one hour, they traveled several thousand feet. The entire army was led by the commander in front, the centurion in the middle holding troops, and the reserve troops guarding the rear.
There is no joyful emotion in everyone, only solemnity and depression.
When the black clouds pressed closer and the dazzling cold light reflected on the pieces of snow-white armor, everyone held their breath and concentrated at this moment, and their faces were solemn as never before.
Haoyue Empire, they are coming!
"All soldiers, listen to my order. At this moment, let go of any obsessions you have. I only allow one thought to appear in your minds, and that is to break off the enemy's head!" A loud voice sounded in the army,
Lin Zixuan looked back and saw that the man was the black-haired old man he had seen that day.
At the same time, a cold voice appeared from the Haoyue Empire.
"Mu Beiqing, you're fine!"
After saying that, the opposing army burst out with a majestic roar, "Kill!"
This sound made everyone's blood boil and their excitement reached the extreme.
A series of supernatural powers blasted towards the opposite side, including terrifying lightning as thick as a barrel, blazing flames, endless spreading thorns, and meteorites falling from the sky.
"Royal!" the old man shouted.
At this moment, ten thousand captains were holding the same seal with their hands, and square light curtains a hundred feet long condensed out of thin air, blocking all the attacks.
In a short period of time, the two armies fought fiercely for hundreds of times. The intense consumption of spiritual energy made many people feel weak, but everyone's eyes were filled with unprecedented fire.
Gathering Qi, concentrating one's mind, moving one's mind, and performing everything are all in a cycle. Although some people fell down due to lack of physical strength, no one died.
Looking at this helpless situation, Mu Beiqing had some choice. He shouted loudly and said: "Children, let go and fight, kill the enemy, win meritorious deeds, show your heroic qualities, let's have a fight.
Fierce melee."
As soon as the words fell, the army formation quickly separated into a neat team with different numbers of people, and then closed up in a "pin" shape, like an extremely sharp sword, heading straight towards Huanglong.
"Whoever kills one person will be rewarded with ten meritorious deeds, and whoever kills ten people will be rewarded with hundreds of meritorious deeds, and so on. Mu Beiqing, since you want to play, then I will accompany you to the end." The cold voice became serious, and with the wave of his sleeves,
Dozens of men in white clothes with masks on their heads walked out from the snow-white armored team. Their auras were astonishing, and a thick aura of death like gray mist surrounded their bodies.
When Mu Beiqing looked at this group of people, his eyes suddenly froze and he said in a voiceless voice: "General Haoyue?!"
Seeing that the other party did not respond, he looked up to the sky and laughed at himself: "Emperor, Emperor, do you really ignore your people in the borderlands?"
The sound of fighting hit everyone's ears, and screams, angry roars, and even painful cries suddenly sounded.
In the flash of swords and shadows, heads were thrown away one after another, plasma exploded in the air, dark red mist covered the sky, and the smell of blood was extremely depressing.
The men in white clothes and masks walked like the wind, killing people without getting stained with blood, as if they were completing pieces of art.
There was even a weak centurion who was killed in a single encounter, pierced through the heart and died.
The ten captains looked at this scene with deep chills in their eyes, but they had no scruples. After all, they still needed to command their men to meet the enemy in an orderly manner, and the casualties would easily be more severe.
Due to the Centurion's laissez-faire and the Centurion's lack of strength, Haoyue Divine General became even more unscrupulous, killing one person every ten steps, and their meticulousness was vividly reflected in them.
"It turned out that they were just false generals trained by General Haoyue, and then trained them into cold-blooded killing machines. What an insidious plan!" Mu Beiqing seemed to see some clues, but due to the existence of the opponent, he
You can only watch from a distance and cannot take action.
"Mu Beiqing, the emperor attaches great importance to this battle and specially ordered General Haoyue to supervise and train in our military camp. He selected outstanding talents from among a hundred thousand people and trained dozens of pseudo-divine guards. It cost so much.
, just to target Xia Haochu, as long as we can capture him alive, everything will be defeated."
At this moment, Lin Zixuan blasted the oncoming enemy soldiers with one punch, and then changed his steps, condensing light on his fingers, and instantly penetrated the eyebrows of a person who was attacking from behind.
While Han Yun was watching this scene in the distance, he quickly killed several enemies, and then sent a message to Lin Zixuan: "Just take care of yourself. I will take care of your soldiers." (To be continued.)